Mate

Aang wasn’t sure which pack the other feline hybrid came from. They, his pack, were traveling and in unfamiliar territory. For all he knew, he could come from a village or be a rogue. It hardly mattered to him however, for no matter where it was he came from, Aang was determined to steal him away for himself.

Aang had always been attracted to ( Read more... )

Smile

Zuko loves Aang’s smile. It is probably his favorite thing about his lover, more than his eyes, more than his tattoos, more than the gentle way he purrs Zuko’s name nowadays. It was that damned smile that had drawn him to the Avatar in the first place, and now it was one of the many, many things keeping him by his side.

Aang had a lot of ( Read more... )

1. Even if it kills me

More than once in his life, Aang had made promises to himself.

Some of them were well founded, made sense, and had good logic behind them. His drive to complete these promises was the same as any other, simply the drive of making someone happy and keeping his word (and his honor). There were a few more promises that were a ( Read more... )

Apparently this made the post too big so here it is separately.

O.o.O.o.O

1. Not the song I expected, and way too bubbly and cute for this to really work but hey! I TRIED! D: DAMN YOU AND YOUR CUTE ROMANCE SONGS PINK!
2. ….I don’t even know. I just kind of wrote and hoped for the best. That song is great and all, but if I didn’t go with that idea I ( Read more... )

1. Hiccup - P!nk

Zuko wasn’t sure why, but every time he looked at Aang Kazekama, this weird burn started in the pit of his stomach. It rose up to his chest, then through his throat till it was on the tip of his tongue and stayed there, insistent, irritating, and undeniably confusing. He had no idea what it was, or why it was there, or what it ( Read more... )

Aang did not think that the first nine months after the war of a century was over could have been going much better. Unless of course the world randomly righted itself and became completely peaceful, elementally balanced and perfect again, there wasn't really much that could be changed. Rebel groups still popped up and assassins an amok in the face ( Read more... )

Aang Kazekama, as an FBI agent, had come across a lot of misery and fear in his life. He had interviewed everyone from suicide survivors to rape victims to children who had been molested. The stories he could tell would make anyone who had not grown accustomed to this sort of thing curl up in a corner in the fetal position and sob. If the walls of ( Read more... )

Zuko prided himself on being a rather logical person. He was good at looking over and assessing a situation and coming out with, perhaps not the most rational, but the most logical response. Even in the craziest moments of his life, Zuko tended to come out with answers and reactions that made sense in some way or another. There wasn't much in his ( Read more... )

Aang sat in his room in the inn, quietly staring out the window. His faithful horse Appa was no doubt pawing at the ground, wondering what was wrong with his master right now. The animal always did have a knack for knowing when Aang was out of sorts.

His friends were downstairs in the tavern, Sokka probably three sheets to the wind drunk and Toph ( Read more... )